Friday, 15 May 2009

The children of the night

We drift off and contemplate and think we are smart.... and other times we think we are completely dump. The voice of the unknown cries to us from the dark, beckoning us, reminding us of things past.... warning us of things to come. I know you sometimes hear it too, we all do. sometimes we ignore it for so long, acting as if it didn't exist, acting as if we couldn't hear it. But it is surprisingly persistent the damn beast, it haunts us for, what might very well be, eternity....Cool under the roof of the rich silence of the night we play with our imagination, and what else could we do... for we are but children.we are the children of the night...